Ron shook his head, "It's not right. But it's not your fault, either, mate," Strange as the situation was, that much was true. It wasn't Harry's fault anymore than it was Kingsley's, it was just the way things had gone. There was a reason Ron had thus far avoided working at the Ministry, this sort of thing was it. He didn't know what he was going to do with his life, but he wanted to stay well clear of politics. Between his family and Harry he'd seen things turn sour quickly too many times to want anything to do with it.
"For my charm and sex appeal, of course," Ron replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, "I'm not going to be barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen even for the great Harry Potter."